A raw kiss filled with biting and near clashing of our teeth. It bordered on pain but was the edge I needed more than anything. Half the people I’d ever been with wanted Eva, and the other half were afraid to do anything like this. They needed to be careful with the Williams sisters.

But I wasn’t a pretty piece of glass that needed to be kept in a display case in case I got bumped the wrong way. I wanted to be shattered in all the right ways. And the way Rylan was bottoming out in my pussy was exactly the fucking right way.

Kade stretched my leg further, grabbing my ankle and pulling it back, causing Avery to do the same. I was practically bent in half as he fucked me, completely at their mercy, and it was perfect.

I trusted them enough to come here, and still I felt the shift. This moment right now, held by three, watched by two, and fucked by one when the deepest part of myself decided to trust. They were here, and they were with me, and this was more than helping me.

The emotion hit me in the chest and changed, carrying me straight into pleasure. More and more and more and Rylan growled in a way I didn’t think a Beta could as his hands landed on my ankles too, helping pin me open as he moved like a machine, slamming through one climax and into the next.

My body tried to lock onto him desperately, wanting a knot he didn’t have, and the look on his face was both devious and smug. He knew what I wanted and that he didn’t have it. But at the same time, he was free to keep moving, keep fucking, and pinned as I was, I could only breathe and take it, shuddering into a third orgasm and he hadn’t come yet.

Now I knew why Omegas looked the way they did at the end of their heats. Like they’d been put through the wringer and still the happiest they’d ever been. This pleasure might kill me, and I didn’t think I’d be upset about it as long as I got to feel more.

Rylan shuddered, dropping his body onto mine as he came. Our mouths clashed together, tongues tangling, and he still stroked me through his orgasm, drawing shivers and sparkling aftershocks out of me.

And he’d only lit the blaze.

I didn’t want to let him go, and yet I needed another knot. My vision swam, the fever even higher than it was before. How was this possible?